"Two senior brothers will raid the formation for me!"
The Supreme Elder who spoke was named Fang Mingjing. He had reached the realm of Wuzong for more than a hundred years, and his cultivation had already entered the middle stage of Wuzong. At this time, Ling Feng used the Hidden Dragon Breath Condensation Technique to hide his true energy and blood, and his true energy aura was at the level of an ordinary early martial arts sect. He was naturally confident in killing Ling Feng. The other two Supreme Elders, Huang Tenglong and Zou Yan, also nodded and prepared the formation for their junior brother.
Ling Feng smiled lightly and said: "Draw your sword, don't say I didn't give you a chance!"
Fang Mingjing sneered, feeling ridiculous for Ling Feng's arrogance, and immediately took out the sword from its sheath. The long sword was golden yellow, and it was a magic weapon with Wu earth attribute. Under the stimulation of his true energy, the blade bloomed with a dazzling golden light.
The next moment, his figure suddenly flashed and he slashed at Ling Feng with his sword.
At the same time, a huge yellow lion quietly phantomed, and a thunderous roar sounded, but it activated the divine weapon soul skill, and the lion's roar containing the divine soul attack impacted Ling Feng's soul. Not only that, there was also a fierce sword intent that cut into Ling Feng's sea of consciousness.
Although Fang Mingjing's skills were "higher" than Ling Feng's, he still went all out, using divine weapon soul skills and sword intent to attack him. If an ordinary middle-level martial arts expert is caught off guard, his soul will inevitably be shaken, and he will be hit by the ensuing long-term consequences. Cut off the head with a knife.
Fang Mingjing's strategy is not wrong, but his eyesight is too poor. How can a small worm shake a big tree? Ling Feng's expression did not change at all, his fierce sword intent and domineering lion's roar were all like a mud cow drowning in the sea. His figure suddenly flashed, like a fleeting shadow, and he came in an instant, and hit Fang Mingjing's head with a White Tiger Split Divine Claw. A generation of strong martial arts masters died, leaving five bloody holes on their heads!
The next moment, a burst of Xuanyin soul power rushed into Fang Mingjing's sea of consciousness, turned into a soul-locking chain, and quietly locked up his martial soul, escorted it back to his own sea of consciousness, and frozen it in the Wanjiantu space, waiting to be slowly interrogated. .
The head Zou Longjie and all Huang Shamen disciples were shocked!
The Supreme Elder who had dominated the world for hundreds of years would die at the hands of an unknown young man, and he was killed instantly with one move!
The ones who were even more shocked were Huang Tenglong and Zou Yan. They were strong men of the Wuzong, and their eyes were far beyond that of ordinary disciples. The skill used by Ling Feng to kill Fang Mingjing did not exceed the early stage of the Wuzong, but the speed was so fast that they had no time to rescue him. Even with the deepest cultivation, Zou Yan, who has reached the late stage of Wuzong, cannot reach this speed!
UI! Fang Mingjing’s death was not unjust!
Of course, in addition to this, Ling Feng's soul cultivation must not be weak, or he has a soul defense magic weapon!
When they were shocked, the Qiankun ring in Ling Feng's hand also flashed with brilliance, and he took in the magic weapon-level sword that Fang Mingjing had dropped.
Zou Yan and Huang Tenglong looked at each other, and there was a tacit understanding in an instant. They took out their swords from their sheaths at the same time, slashed out two golden sword auras, and quickly attacked Ling Feng. Before the sword auras arrived, two sharp saber intents had already penetrated. Ling Feng.
At the same time, the phantoms of a bull monster and a white elephant monster appeared. Apparently, they activated the divine weapon soul skills at the same time to attack Ling Feng's soul.
Even a fourth-level high-grade soul defense magic weapon could not block the attack of the sword intent and divine weapon soul skills of the two men with all their strength, and they would inevitably fall into the shock of the soul. At that time, no matter how fast Ling Feng was, he would still be defeated by them.
However, they still underestimated Ling Feng too much. The two Wutu sword intentions and the two divine weapon soul skill attacks were frozen by the extremely cold soul power of Xuanshui Wuhun.
Ling Feng's expression remained as usual, his figure flashed, and he appeared behind the two of them in an instant, taking out two palms in an instant.
The body-protecting essence condensed on the backs of the two men was instantly defeated, and the incomparable power invaded their bodies, instantly shattering their hearts.
At the same time, a middle-aged man in yellow clothes with white hair suddenly appeared in the air, slashed with a golden sword in his hand, and a three-foot-long golden sword force slashed down from the top of Ling Feng's head!
In an instant, rubble flew, smoke and dust filled the air, and a deep ravine more than two feet wide opened on the blue brick floor.
Zou Longjie looked at the white-haired middle-aged man and said with surprise, "It's Uncle Sun!"
It turned out that this white-haired middle-aged man was Sun Hongjun, the eldest disciple of Master Huangsha, who was over 400 years old. In his impression, this great master had passed away long ago due to the hidden wounds he had suffered in his early years. However, fortunately, the uncle was still there and killed the powerful enemy. Otherwise, the three supreme elders would have died, and Huang Shamen's enemies would have known about it, and the family would have been destroyed immediately!
The other disciples also turned from surprise to joy, finally killing a powerful enemy!
However, Sun Hongjun looked solemn because his soul scan did not find Ling Feng's body.
Immediately, a voice came from behind Sun Hongjun: "Are you looking for me?"
At this time, Ling Feng was still dressed in white, with no trace of blood on his body. He had a smile on his face and looked calm. His soul shrouded his whole body, and even powerful enemies within a ten-mile radius could not hide from his senses. They had discovered Sun Hongjun a long time ago, but they were just pretending not to know, and planned to take the opportunity to kill the other two Supreme Elders first. As for Sun Hongjun's sneak attack, he had already expected it. With his peerless lightness, he naturally dodged it in an instant. Taking advantage of the smoke and dust, Xuanyin's divided soul turned into two soul-locking chains and captured the two Supreme Elders in preparation for their escape. The martial soul is frozen in the sword array space of Wanjiantu.
Sun Hongjun's expression changed drastically. He turned around quickly and slashed with his sword. His martial soul merged with the spirit of the divine weapon, and he suddenly slashed out an extremely condensed and powerful sword intention. His own cultivation level is already at the peak of the Martial Sect, and coupled with the fusion of the divine weapon spirit, this sword intention is close to the fifth level.
Ling Feng's face was solemn, and he was about to gather the soul power of the six martial souls to resist, when the soul-devouring bead suddenly appeared with a dark brilliance, and suddenly met the sword intention and swallowed it. Ling Feng looked happy, the spirit-devouring bead had finally recovered. The Soul Devouring Pearl is a fifth-level high-grade soul defense magic weapon. Moreover, this Soul-devouring Pearl has swallowed a large amount of soul power before, and its level has been improved. It is close to the fifth-level top grade. It is naturally easy to swallow a sword intent that is close to the early fifth level.
The next moment, Sun Hongjun swung his sword and struck, only to find that Ling Feng had suddenly disappeared. He turned around hurriedly, preparing to wave his sword to repel the enemy, but it was still too late.
The Cold Dragon Sword at Ling Feng's waist suddenly came out of its sheath, and with a quick slash, he cut off his head. The last powerful martial artist from Huangshamen fell!
At this time, Ling Feng felt the scorching air flow emerge again, and the strength of his physical body and the fire energy in his body increased rapidly. It was obvious that the overflowing essence value was added to the Golden Body of Fire, which increased the fire energy and physical strength.
Zou Longjie's expression changed drastically. He never expected that Sun Hongjun would die so easily under Ling Feng's sword, so he said loudly: "All disciples, come down the mountain immediately!"
He knew that he was being targeted by Ling Feng and could never run away. He only hoped to leave behind the inheritance seeds of Huangshamen so that one day he could rebuild Huangshamen.
Needless to say, many inner sect and true disciples already felt that something was not good, so they all used light skills and hurriedly went down the mountain.
At the same time, a ray of yellow light rushed out from Sun Hongjun's sea of consciousness, preparing to take advantage of the chaos to escape.
Ling Feng smiled faintly, and the Xuanyin soul was unsheathed, turning into a black energy and quickly chasing after it. Then it transformed into a black soul chain, tied it tightly, and dragged it back to the sea of his consciousness, leaving it to be slowly interrogated. .
As for the ordinary Huang Shamen disciples, Ling Feng didn't bother to pay attention to them. He just stared at the few fastest true disciples and left a soul mark on them with his soul power, ready to track them at any time.
Then, Ling Feng began to pick up the spoils, including four Xumi bracelets, three divine weapon-level swords, and four Wuzong corpses. They were all frozen with ice essence and included in the Qiankun ring.
At this time, he looked at Zou Longjie and said, "Now we can talk!"
